Cloud Dreams
Thomas Grové


Look at the sky,
so vast and wide

keeps life moving,
like an endless dream.


Sometimes a bird,
or cloud passes by

every so often,
someone stops to say hi.


And every morning,
as i wake from this dream

i stare and i marvel,
at how real it did seem.


Wander on, travel,
experience new things

keep on searching, for
the answers to your dreams.


In maybe a year,
a decade or two

my dream searching
will lead me back to you.


Now i stare,
at the sky,

twilight approaches
quick now i close my eyes...

not to escape
a reality

but to travel,
to a new place

where

adventure is waiting
and friends whom i miss.


another dream
abruptly ends

and life keeps on moving,
changing,
like clouds or a kiss.


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